The sky is a bit more hazy, and the good weather is no longer the same as before. With the footsteps of the White Walkers, coldness has once again enveloped the vicinity of the Twins.
Tread
The Dothraki camp was once again busy, with the sound of horse hooves ringing constantly, and some people shouting greetings in the obscure horse language.
Soon, the smoke gradually rose.
"Kaa."
"Kaa."
More and more people were coming in and out of Kaa's tent, but few knew what happened last night.
Including the arrival of the Red Witch and the silent conversation between the Lord of Light and Viserys she believed in.
"Having said that, I still have some difficulty understanding what the Lord of Light wants to tell me."
After a night's rest.
After getting up early in the morning and briefly handling some official duties, Viserys wore loose clothes, and his long silver-gold hair was not tied up, but let down freely.
He glanced at Melisandre, who was still wearing a red robe.
She returned from traveling in Westeros and then completely stayed in the army. The witch still wore the dazzling ruby necklace on her chest and was sitting quietly on the futon in front of the table.
The woman's long copper-colored hair was tied into a braid and hung down on her chest. She looked more energetic than yesterday, and her deep red eyes seemed to be beating with fire.
"Can you tell me what exactly you saw in the Lord of Light's revelation yesterday?"
With a calm expression, Melisandre slightly raised her delicate chin, and then asked.
"Maybe I can help you."
Melisandre was also a little curious about what Viserys had seen after staring at the fire for so long yesterday.
However, it was too late yesterday and she did not have time to ask clearly. Today, she has time, and she also has her own thirst for knowledge.
Viserys hesitated slightly, then nodded.
"Can."
Melisandre is a follower of R'hllor, the Lord of Light. There is nothing to hide from her about the Lord of Light, not to mention that she still needs some explanations from the other party.
Then he explained in detail what he saw when he looked at the pot of flames yesterday.
To put it simply, what he saw in the flames was like a slightly abstract dream. He saw red light rising all over the sky, and in the distance was bottomless darkness.
Everything around him was shrouded in these two kinds of light, and they were inextricably intertwined. Under all this, there were many insignificant details that caught Viserys' attention, and he told Melisandre all of them.
After Viserys explained everything in detail, Melisandre fell into deep thought, and the room became silent except for the crackling sound of the bonfire.
"Is that so?"
The ruby on Melisandre's chest reflected the firelight. She was silent for a while and then spoke again.
"The red light may represent R'hllor's divine power, while the darkness represents the cold god."
"Your Majesty, what you saw may be the battle between the King of Light and the Ability God."
Melisandre briefly analyzed Viserys's dream, and she judged that the Lord of Light intended to let Viserys use his eyes to see the scene of the battle between the gods.
Now the balance of power between the two sides is reflected on the human battlefield. Humanity has retreated to the Twins City, and the influence of the Lord of Light's divine power has also retreated here.
Viserys looked into the distance and saw that the deep darkness in the distance might be the North that was now completely swallowed up by the cold.
However, the things seen in the eyes of gods and the eyes of mortals are completely different. In the eyes of R'hllor, it is just a world full of monotonous colors.
"Melisandre, you mean that I experienced R'hllor's perspective in the fire?"
Viserys couldn't help but frown slightly after hearing Melisandre's analysis, and then asked.
"In the eyes of gods, the entire world is divided by several divine powers?"
"Then who are we?"
"Damn chess piece?"
"A game of proxy war in place of the gods?"
The entire world is the battlefield of the gods. The confrontation between the gods is not the earth-shattering horror scene imagined, but a silent battle like the breeze blowing on the face and moistening everything.
The battlefield is their chessboard, and the chess pieces are all the living beings in the world. As chess players, the gods control the life and death of mortals, and the fate of mortals will indirectly affect the fate of the gods.
If this is really the case
Then it seems that the gods in this world are not as terrifying as Viserys imagined.
Melisandre's expression was also slightly serious, but she shook her head, unable to give Viserys an explanation.
"Don't speak ill of the gods, Your Majesty."
What exactly are gods, how do they run the world, and whether they have human-like emotions... These are things that cannot be understood through their superficial understanding alone.
Melisandre spent her whole life wondering what revelations God had brought to her.
That's why what happened last night, the Lord of Light gave her a revelation, and she escaped from King's Landing all the way and came to the front line to look for Viserys.
Melisandre then continues to try to explain the dream Viserys saw last night.
The world that Viserys saw from the perspective of R'hllor yesterday, Viserys looked back to the south, where the red light was strong and still had great power, and it looked like the sun was rising.
Turning my head and looking to the north, the deep black silver there seemed to be weak, but the camel was still bigger than the horse.
This is the battlefield of the gods.
R'hllor, the Lord of Light, seems to want to tell Viserys that the power of the gods is insufficient and he is unable to succeed.
Perhaps this is also the reason why Viserys flew down on a dragon and had a brief battle with the Night King last time, and then the Night King ordered his troops to retreat.
"I also received a revelation from the Lord of Light"
At this moment, Melisandre suddenly spoke with a complicated expression. She glanced at Viserys, and then continued.
"The Lord of Light once asked me to come to Westeros to explore the truth about the resurrection of the White Walkers."
Viserys nodded slightly when he heard Melisandre's words.
At that time, Melisandre even bid farewell to him and left for Westeros alone.
It turned out that I had received a revelation from the Lord of Light.
"Then I came to Westeros, to the icy and snowy North, to the Great Wall. God once again told me that the gods should not resurrect at this time."
"He came too early."
"He came too early?"
Melisandre's words were calm, but when they fell in Viserys's ears, they caused waves.
The silver-haired young man frowned and couldn't help but repeat the sentence.
Because he knew that the White Walkers really shouldn't be resurrected at this time.
The whole world has stepped on the accelerator and is accelerating because of him.